Almost 21 years old

I still remember the first time I had my first
pina colada. It was my second semester in college
and went with my grandmother and brothers on a
ski trip to Quebec City. That was also when I had my
first tequila sunrise. It was in a sports bar
on the same street as the Hilton hotel, but further
down towards the old city. Before going to the bar,
we went once on the famous tobaggan ride, which is
just like the luge in the Olympics, with sheer ice
all the way down the track.

My first semester in college was the first time
I had a margarita
(also my name from Spanish class in high school).
I went on a school sponsored trip to Nova Scotia
We took the Cat from Bar Harbor in Maine to
Yarmouth, Nova Scotia.

Unlike others I know, especially those who I went
to high school with, I didn't go to any parties or
drink while in high school (except a tiny bit of
spiced wine one year for Thanksgiving and a half
shot of Grand Marnier when I was living with my
father and some of my grandmother's Puerto Rican
rum and vodka.
The first time I was drunk was last March, and I
had to work the next morning and felt like shit
all that day. That's when I decided it was a bad
idea to get drunk the night before having to work.